Woorden: Joni Mitchell. Travelogue. Trouble Child.

Up in a sterilized room
Where they let you be lazy
Knowing your attitude's all wrong and you got to change
And that's not easy

Dragon shining with all values known
Dazzling you, keeping you from your own
Where is the lion in you to defy him?
When you're this weak and this spacey

So what are you gonna do about it?
You can't live life and you can't leave it
Advice and religion, you can't take it
You can't seem to believe it

The peacock is afraid to parade
You're under the thumb of the maid
You really can't give love in this condition
Still you know how you need it

They open and close you
Then they talk like they know you, they don't know you
They're friends and they're foes too
Trouble child, breaking like the waves at Malibu

So why does it come as such a shock?
To know you really have no one
Only a river of changing faces
Looking for an ocean

They trickle through your leaky plans
Another dream over the dam
And you're lying in some room
Feeling like your right to be human is going over too

Well, some are gonna knock you
Some'll try and clock you
You know it's really hard to talk sense to you
Trouble child, breaking like the waves at Malibu